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Chapter 274 Teacher and Teacher
It's getting late.

"Aishiliya, aren't you going back?" Leticia put down the teacup and looked at her sister who was sitting elegantly opposite her. She didn't expect her sister to be so bold as to tease Akhtar in front of her.

In response, Ashley twisted her hair around her ears with her fingers and said in a sweet voice, "Sister, do I want to stay with you for a while longer?"

Even as she said this, her slender thigh under her skirt was slightly lifted up, as if accidentally touching Akhtar's leg.

Suddenly I felt my blood pressure soar.

Leticia had the urge to draw her sword and stab her sister a few times, but considering that Ashlia was her own sister, she had to suppress the urge.

You can't really stab your sister to death.

"I have to work out tomorrow." She stood up, grabbed Akhtar's wrist and walked towards the bedroom.

Then there was the sound of a door closing loudly.

I have to admit that Leticia has a relatively good moral standard. She can even resist tearing a green tea sister apart.

If it were someone else, they would probably have pinned the Green Tea Girl to the ground and rubbed her.

"You're going to get beaten sooner or later if you keep doing this." Sleipnir declared, picking up a biscuit on the table and finding it tasted surprisingly good.

"How's my skill?" Ashleya smiled complacently. After realizing that she would never be able to beat her sister in her lifetime, she changed her career path and tried to improve her feminine charm.

So she spent a lot of time studying cooking.

"Very good." Sleipnir gave a very objective evaluation, "Perhaps you are suitable to become a believer of the Dessert Goddess."

Ashley rolled her eyes, looked at the red nails nonchalantly, and said disdainfully: "The dessert goddess is too weak, not worth following."

Sleipnir: “…”

"By the way, as the companion of the Lord of Ashes," Ashlia showed a curious expression, holding her chin with her slender hand, "Why are you chatting with me in the living room now?"

The atmosphere suddenly became stagnant.

Sleipnir's expression gradually became dangerous. She felt her heart pierced by an arrow that suddenly came from nowhere. The person who shot the arrow was none other than Ashiriya, the green tea girl who intended to seduce Akhtar.

Now she suspected that Ashley was provoking her. She was not Leticia, and she would not feel any psychological burden in beating Ashley.

"Hmm~ You are too passive after all." Ashley seemed to sense the danger in the air. She twirled her golden hair with her slender fingers and analyzed in an objective tone, "Based on my understanding of your sister, as long as time goes back, she will definitely choose to take the initiative to attack."

She said this while smiling at Sleipnir.

“If you keep waiting for Akhtar sir to take the initiative, you will only wait until the children of Akhtar sir and his sister inherit the country.”

It does make some sense.

Sleipnir's thoughts were distracted, and the danger in his eyes gradually disappeared. Ashilia also breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up and sat next to Sleipnir, leaning close to his ear and whispering:
"Waiting passively will never be as fast as taking the initiative, and the world is about to burn to ashes, so why not enjoy yourself in time and satisfy your regrets?"

The succubus-like whisper echoed in my ears.

Sleipnir gradually wavered, but still said with some hesitation: "But what if the Ragnarok crisis is resolved?"

“Then you’re at a greater disadvantage, aren’t you?” Ashley couldn’t help but roll her eyes. “Now it’s the apocalypse, and you can indulge in anything. But if you survive the apocalypse, you can become a family seamlessly. As for you, you’ll just be… a partner and companion.”

At this point he added another sentence.

"Maybe in the future you will have to be carried around by your sister's child?"

"..."

Sleipnir imagined it for a while and found that it would be better if she took the initiative. Otherwise, she might really have to help Leticia take care of the children everywhere in the future.

When Ashiriya saw this, she knew that her goal had been achieved, so she didn't continue talking. In fact, she was just exaggerating. The fact that Sleipnir could become Akhtar's partner meant that he had a very good relationship with Akhtar.

Sooner or later, Akhtar would take things a step further with Sleipnir, and her silence would not affect the outcome.

……

...

Seaside beach.

The savior goddess stood on the beach, the red waves submerged her little feet and then quickly receded.

The sea in her impression was blue, but in the simulated world it was red, and there were many huge monsters swimming in the sea.

"The number of monsters in the sea is increasing, and they will probably have to go ashore soon." Jörmungandr walked over from a distance, leaving a trail of footprints on the beach with his fair feet.

She stood beside the goddess of savior.

"Using the ocean as a petri dish, I used thousands of monsters and let them compete with each other, so as to occupy the land, sky, and sea, and completely replace the biosphere created by the goddess of life."

The Savior asked, “Why do you do this?”

"In order to select individuals who can adapt to the Ash Flame, all the monsters here serve this purpose." Jörmungandr replied, "The Monster Witch wants to cultivate an individual who can adapt to the Ash Flame so that he can sneak into the new world. All the monsters created so far serve this purpose."

"Everyone is working hard to save the world." The savior goddess looked at the end of the sea, where the Iris Kingdom was located. It seemed that this world was a place where witches and demons could think of ways to save the world, but she herself had no way, no... to be more precise, there was no way that suited her wishes.

Compared with the brilliant and talented people in history, she seems very immature and ordinary, and is at a loss when facing the end of the world.

"As long as there is a plan that succeeds, the world can be saved." Jörmungandr comforted him and gently pushed away the surging red waves with his feet.

Crystal clear water droplets floated in the air, reflecting the strange library and the strange people.

What happened.

"Be careful." The savior goddess took out the holy sword and quickly protected Jörmungandr behind her. She looked at the strange library with her amber eyes. Bookshelves were stacked around her, like the walls of a maze. A full moon and moving stars hung on the ceiling.

However, the most eye-catching ones are the four women in the center of the library. Three of them have white hair, and they are in the three stages of being a loli, a girl, and an adult woman.

And a mature woman with long black hair and wearing a magician's robe. She elegantly holds a cup of steaming black tea. Her temperament is mysterious and intellectual, making her feel elusive and approachable.

"Little guy, we have no ill intentions." The goddess of fate, representing the future, smiled gently.

Her eyes fell on the Witch of Fate.

"It's just that someone wants to travel with you." "Travel with me?" The savior goddess restrained her vigilant expression and quickly confirmed their identities: the legendary three goddesses of fate, and the teacher's teacher, the witch Hecate who controls fate.

"The person who plans to travel with you is Hecate, the Witch of Fate. She is your teacher's teacher." The goddess of the future held her chin with her slender hand, observing the reaction of the goddess of savior, and found that this goddess, who was born not long ago, was unexpectedly mature... well, to be more precise, she was not too immature.

It is obvious that the experience is corresponding to the training and learning.

Judging from the expression and reaction, it should be the Plague Goddess who is teaching.

"Come and sit down." Hecate smiled gently, waved to the goddess of savior, and then poured a cup of black tea and placed the seat next to her.

The Goddess of Savior exchanged a glance with Jörmungandr, then sat down next to the Witch of Fate, trying to maintain the correct sitting posture, and politely thanked the Witch of Fate.

As for Jörmungandr, he took a few steps back, hid behind the bookshelf, and concealed his existence.

This was not an attempt to escape or launch a sneak attack, it was simply an attempt to conceal his presence.

Do not attract the attention of the three goddesses of fate and the witch of fate.

Sometimes the gaze of a strong person can be fatal to a weak person. Any random topic may cost the life of the weak person.

Therefore, avoiding the sight of the strong is actually a safe choice.

"There is something I am confused about." Hecate spoke slowly, meeting the gaze of the savior goddess and asking, "You are eager to return to your teacher, so why is my apprentice not eager to return?"

The savior goddess opened her mouth and then fell silent.

She didn't know how to answer this question. She couldn't wait to return to her teacher. That was because she could only return to her teacher. That was where she considered home.

And how could she know why the teacher didn't wait to return to Hecate, the witch of fate?

I thought about it.

"I don't know." The savior goddess answered without speculating on her teacher's thoughts.

"Then you can go meet the Lord of Ashes." The goddess who represented the future yawned. "I also want to take a break after a long time. It's really too tiring to accompany the witch of fate Hecate to study fate."

After going back in time, they accompanied the witch of fate Hecate to hide in the cracks of time, conducting long and boring research, trying to find a relatively satisfactory destiny.

Although he has not found a relatively satisfactory fate yet, traces of the Lord of Ashes have been discovered in this era.

"Then shall we set off now?" suggested the savior goddess, and then she felt someone tapped her forehead. She didn't realize who tapped her forehead.

The four women present who controlled destiny all possessed omnipotent-level strength and were stronger than her, the newborn god.

"As the savior goddess, you are attached to the Lord of Ashes." The goddess of fate, who represents the future, sighed, "Do you understand the mission of your birth?"

The Goddess of Savior was silent for a moment, then said, "Gods are born out of culture and belief. It doesn't mean they must exercise their power. Otherwise, the God of Destruction should take the initiative to destroy the world."

The future goddess asked: "So you want to save the world?"

Of course, I want to save the world.

The savior goddess can confirm that she has the urge to save the world, but she also knows that saving the world does not necessarily require killing her teacher. Only by finding a perpetual motion machine that can create something out of nothing can she fundamentally save the world.

"Since that man is your teacher, didn't he tell you how to save the world?" The future goddess shook her head gently, "What an incompetent teacher."

The savior goddess subconsciously retorted: "Of course the teacher told me how to save the world."

The future goddess questioned: "Really? I don't believe it."

These three concise words carried astonishing destructive power. The savior goddess' cheeks puffed up in dissatisfaction, and then she told her the way to save the world that her teacher taught her.

After listening.

The Goddess of the Future clapped her hands and said sincerely, "As expected of the Lord of Ashes. This is truly a fundamental solution to the Ragnarok crisis."

Although the savior goddess only talked about the way to save the world, the amount of information in it was very high. From it, she could know the reason why the simulated world was born and the real solution to Ragnarok.

From so much important intelligence, she was able to predict Akhtar's true purpose to a certain extent.

What that man wanted was to escape from eternal reincarnation.

This vision is so ambitious that it is almost impossible.

But I also have a feeling that maybe that man can do it.

at the same time.

Jörmungandr, who was standing behind the bookshelf, raised her hands to cover her cheeks. She had not expected that the goddess of savior would be so easily tricked into extracting such important information through words. At least, she would use this information to exchange for some benefits, such as asking the three goddesses of fate to grant her the blessing of "fate".

"I'm still too... naive." She whispered, feeling that she would have to discuss this issue with the savior goddess afterwards.

Then she felt the scenery suddenly change.

The original library turned into sand, and a city made of gears and steam appeared in the distance.

Jörmungandr lowered his hand covering his face, looked at the savior goddess who appeared beside him, and said:

"This is the Kingdom of Iris."

"It really doesn't look like it at all." The savior goddess said so. In her impression, the Iris Kingdom should be a small town, surrounded by green mountains and clear waters, and the residents are also very simple and honest.

There are high-rise buildings everywhere, the residents have been replaced by alchemical puppets, and there is hardly any green vegetation around.

"There's nothing we can do about it." Jörmungandr spread his hands helplessly. "This world has been destroyed by witches and demons. It's very difficult to find a pure human being now."

In today's world, except for the new dreamers, basically everyone is not human. They have long since turned into inexplicable life forms, such as alchemical dolls, green-skinned monsters, elemental life forms, etc.

Anyway, it can't be a human being.

And if you must maintain your human identity, you must have enough strength, otherwise there is no way to survive this doomsday.

"Salvation has not yet succeeded, but the end of the world has come first." The savior goddess had a conflicted expression on her face as she walked towards the distant city with Jörmungandr. Next, it was time to reunite with her teacher.

(End of this chapter)